ZOMG SCHKOOL

By Hoogiman

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters.

Chapter Two: OH NOES CLASS!1

Everyone moaned, because they had to go to classes. And they were all younger. Except for the kids, who somehow aged like, ten years.

"I don't-a have my moustache!" cried Mario, patting the area between his lip and his nose.

"I don't-a have my moustache!" cried Luigi.

"I don't feel different at all," said Samus.

"That's because you're wearing a suit!" laughed Fox.

"Oh," said Samus.

"How do you eat? Or go to the toilet for that matter?" queried a curious Luigi.

"I don't," said Samus.

"I read on this website, if you don't go to the toilet for 12 days, your head gets naturally decapitated!" said Peach.

Peach's head became naturally decapitated.

Everyone gave Peach's dead carcass a dirty look.

None of the readers laughed at the former jokes.

"I'm like, a teenager!" said Popo.

"My voice isn't sexy anymore!" complained DK.

"Your voice still sounds sexy to me!" said Falcon, winking.

Everyone stared in a disturbed fashion at Falcon.

"In a… manly… straight… sort of sexy… you know… man to man praise sort of thing… heh heh… you believe me… right?" asked Falcon.

DK beat up Falcon.

Everyone else shrugged, and joined in.

The bell rung.

Inside the school…

"Welcome to English class!" said the teacher.

All of the smashers groaned.

"Learning is fun!" said Ness, the stereotypical school nerd.

Several smashers beat up Ness.

"Who did the homework?" asked the teacher.

"I did mine!" said Ness, holding up the piece of paper, "Despite us only being in this parallel universe for about five minutes and me having no prior knowledge of the set homework tasks!"

Ness grinned.

The teacher looked at Ness' homework. "A Plus!"

Ness grinned.

"Did anyone else do the homework?" asked the teacher.

The teacher walked up to Falco.

"Did you read, Pride and Prejudice and answer the questions?" asked the teacher.

"Uh… uh…" said Falco, "I saw the Bollywood version of the film, if that helps!"

"Detention," said the teacher.

Everyone started sweating.

The teacher walked up to Samus.

"Samus, did you do your homework?"

Samus pulled out her gun, and shot the teacher several times, killing him.

The bell rung.

Everyone cheered.

"Isn't it so nice and such a coincidence that classes are only about four minutes long so the author doesn't have to waste time writing about classes at all?" asked Samus.

THE END

(of the chapter)

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